Tag Archives: anxiety

One more time, with feeling.

“I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past I will … Continue reading

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Good Medicine

What do you do when you have a sick day? Maybe you have a bad cold, or the flu, or are recovering from surgery and you have to lie low for a while. So what do you do? I like … Continue reading

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Clam Chowder

As strange as it might sound to “swim in your own soup,” those are the words that came to me when I realized that when bad things happen to us, we aren’t waking up in somebody else’s life. This is … Continue reading

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The Peace of God (not the Peach of God)

I’m still working on my lettering!

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The flip side.

In the book, Anxiety – Anatomy and Cure, the author Robert Kellemen makes the observation: “…every dysfunctional, fallen emotion is a distortion of God’s original, pre-fall design. God intended for us to experience a mood that is the flip side … Continue reading

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I will take the Ring of Anxiety to Mordor. Though… I do not know the way.

Calm, cool, and collected. Lauren Bacall. Eowyn. Galadriel. One tall, cool drink of water. Yeah, that’s me. That’s totally me. Except when I’m not. Then I’m more like Gladys Kravitz, Piglet, or The Panicky Guy. But usually, I’m emotionally average. … Continue reading

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Poem: Weight of the World

Weight of the World Big enemies get our full attention heavy they must be dealt with silenced their tonnage put to rest And then in the new silence (after the rejoicing) you hear the smaller voice of fear, the background … Continue reading

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